Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Lian'er first used the excuse of healing Xiao Lan's memory to put her into a coma, and then took the teleportation shortcut.

As for the discrepancy in the date, Xiao Lan couldn't remember anything, so there was no need to worry that she would suspect it.

Compared to the wealthy and prosperous states surrounding the capital, Yunzhou appears much less developed.

Sure enough, you could see a lot of rice flour cakes at the food stalls on both sides of the street.

Xiao Lan seemed to habitually look around, and then instinctively walked towards a stall.

"Auntie, give me two rice cakes."

The old lady was delighted to see Xiao Lan, her face beaming with smiles: "Girl, it's been so long since I've seen you! Oh my, you've become more and more beautiful. Your skin is so smooth now. Still the same as before, would you like some more sugar?"

Xiao Lan was taken aback. Did this old lady know her?

Just as she was about to ask, Qiao Lian'er gently shook her head at her.

"Well, the old way."

The old lady deftly made two rice flour pancakes, piping hot and emitting an authentic aroma. One bite, and they tasted even better than the ones I bought in Beijing.

Xiao Lan ate heartily, as if she were tasting the flavors of her memories.

“Princess, this old lady should know where I live.”

"Yes, we'll find another opportunity to ask. There are too many people on the street, and if we ask now, other people we know might find out that you have amnesia."

After observing the old lady for a while at the teahouse across the street, a customer dropped a piece of silver when leaving with a cake. The old lady quickly picked it up, called the customer back, and handed it to him.

Two little beggars came to the stall to beg, and the old woman made a pancake for each of them.

Qiao Lian'er made a judgment: this old lady was a kind and sincere person, and if she asked her privately, she wouldn't have to worry about causing any unforeseen complications.

By noon, all the rice batter had been used up, and the old lady packed up her stall to go home.

Qiao Lian'er approached the old woman and said, "Auntie, you must be thirsty after standing here all morning. I have half a pot of tea and some snacks left at the teahouse. If you don't mind, please come and quench your thirst."

The old woman looked surprised, because she had never seen Qiao Lian'er before.

She looked at Xiao Lan again, and Xiao Lan nodded to her: "It's a waste if you can't finish the food."

The old woman rubbed the hem of her clothes and said embarrassedly, "How can I take this for free? I have to give you some money."

"Auntie, please don't stand on ceremony with us. If you can't finish those snacks, you can pack them up for your grandson at home."

The old woman was very happy and followed them into the teahouse.

There were seven or eight exquisite pastries on the table, none of which had been touched, making the old lady feel somewhat flattered.

Xiao Lan poured a cup of tea for the old lady, who quickly accepted it with both hands.

"No, no, I can do it myself."

After taking a sip of tea, the old lady smacked her lips and exclaimed, "The tea in this teahouse has such a delicate taste, so sweet and fragrant."

She took another bite of the pastry, and was deeply moved, saying that she had never eaten anything so delicious in her life.

The thought of bringing it back to her home made her grandchildren incredibly happy, and she was filled with anticipation.

She knew that the two of them had prepared these things, and a single meal would probably cost more than one tael of silver. They certainly wouldn't treat her for nothing, so she waited somewhat nervously for them to speak.

"We've run into a bit of trouble," Qiao Lian'er said. "We'd like to ask you for a favor, Auntie."

"Oh, please tell me, as long as it's something I can do." The old woman couldn't be happier.

"It's like this," Xiao Lan said, "I accidentally tripped and fell, hitting my head. I can't remember a lot of things. Auntie, can you tell me where I live?"

The old woman was taken aback. She was still thinking to herself that she hadn't seen this girl in a long time, and the way she looked at her was as if she were seeing her for the first time, without the familiar feeling she used to have.

"How could you have bumped your head like that? You were so careless," the old woman said with concern.

"She's receiving treatment and can remember some things, but not all of them," Qiao Lian'er said.

No matter how good the old lady is, she still has to be careful, so that the old lady doesn't think that Xiao Lan really can't remember anything.

In this way, the information obtained will be more authentic.

"I hope the girl gets better soon. She's so young and has lost her memory, with no one to rely on. How can that be?" The old woman herself has a daughter, so she can't help but empathize with the situation.

She then recalled what the two men had asked for and said, “Miss, we are not from the same place, otherwise I would not not even know your surname. However, once when you bought rice cakes from me, I asked him where you lived, and you said it was in Xiamei Village in the east. I visited that village once when I was young. It is surrounded by several mountains and a river flows through it. Although it is close to the capital, it seems a bit isolated. It also seems to have many plum trees planted there. That is all I know about it.”

“Good, now that we know where our home is, things will be much easier,” Qiao Lian’er said. “Auntie, please don’t tell anyone what we asked you today.”

"No, no, don't worry about it. I could never afford to eat and drink like this in my whole life. I only answered a few questions for you. I'm the one who got the better deal. Even though I'm just an old farmer, I know that one should keep one's word and be grateful."

Qiao Lian'er asked the waiter to come over, pack up the snacks, and give them to the old lady.

"Girl, I hope you get better soon." As they parted, the old woman held Xiao Lan's hand and said.

Qiao Lian'er rented a carriage and headed towards Xiamei Village.

Xiao Lan sat on the front of the car, looking at the scenery along the way, completely bewildered.

I really can't remember any of it.

Fortunately, there were some habits that allowed the princess to see clues.

From her love for rice flour cakes to her initial identification of Yunzhou as the location, and even finding out where she lived, Xiao Lan couldn't help but admire her. No wonder this girl, who was two years younger than her, became the Princess of the Nation.

Just as the old lady said, Xiamei Village is surrounded by several mountains. When we first entered the village, the carriage circled half a mountain before we could see the village.

Between the mountains, there is a spacious buffer zone with more than a hundred households. A river flows through the lowest point, and on both sides of the river are crisscrossing farmlands.

With so many families, where is Xiaolan's family?

At the village entrance, Qiao Lian'er first drove the carriage to the big locust tree, where some villagers were sitting and enjoying the cool air. There were men and women, young and old, with their work baskets and shovels placed to the side.

Their gazes converged on Xiao Lan without prior arrangement, carrying a variety of indescribable meanings.

Some people were mocking, some were watching the show, and some were nervous.

Xiao Lan felt a little uncomfortable under such scrutiny.

"It's been a few months, I almost didn't recognize you. Ye Qiao, I heard you went to the capital to stay with some wealthy relatives. How are things now? Have your relatives settled you in yet?"

"I think you're trying to use your looks to climb up to a rich family."

"Actually, we're just common sparrows from these mountain valleys, yet we insist on flying out to become golden phoenixes. I wonder when we'll have that destiny in our next life."